One night last week it rained mud in the Denver area. We woke up to a layer of dusty grime on all the cars. It was super busy at every car wash in town for a couple days. Joel and I and Jace took the Explorer to the automatic car wash. Jace has been there before. In the past he has been nervous because it is dark and loud and there are the weird spinning brushes that move across the windows. This time he was terrified.
Joel and I were totally shocked. We didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Jace started screaming. SCREAMING. His mouth wide open, eyes squeezed shut, tears streaming down, red faced screaming. We tried to calm him down talking about the water and that it was loud but it was safe and Mommy and Daddy are right here. I can't remember what we said but he was shaking and holding Joel's hand so tight it left marks. Jace calmed down a little, enough to shout at the car wash. "Go away. AWAY. Go away." I'd never heard him say that before. It was so clear. We told Jace, "It's almost all done. We will go bye-bye." He waved his hand signing "all done" and said his version, "allll-allll-allll. Bye, wash." He calmed down quickly once we drove out of the car wash but for several minutes after he kept repeating, "Bye, wash. Done. Bye, wash." Even now, over a week later when we ask him about the car wash he says, "Bye, wash."
Today we drove by a gas station with a car wash. Joel asked Jace, "Do you want to go to the car wash?" Jace replied calmly, "No. Bye, wash."
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our kids use to do the same exact thing, I definetly think they go through a period where its very scary and very cool, now ours enjoy it, so hopefully he does the same!
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